These Carols, sung to cheer my passage through the world I see,For completion, I dedicate to the Invisible World.
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There Was A Child Went Forth By Walt Whitman
There was a child went forth every day;And the first object he look’d upon, that object he became;And that object became part of him for…
The World Below The Brine By Walt Whitman
The world below the brine;Forests at the bottom of the sea the branches and leaves,Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers and seeds the thick tangle, the…
The Untold Want By Walt Whitman
The untold want, by life and land ne’er granted,Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find.
The Torch By Walt Whitman
On my northwest coast in the midst of the night, a fishermen’s group stands watching;Out on the lake, that expands before them, others are spearing…
The Sobbing Of The Bells By Walt Whitman
The sobbing of the bells, the sudden death-news everywhere,The slumberers rouse, the rapport of the People,(Full well they know that message in the darkness,Full well…
The Sleepers By Walt Whitman
I wander all night in my vision,Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping,Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers,Wandering…
The Singer In The Prison By Walt Whitman
O sight of shame, and pain, and dole!O fearful thought a convict Soul! Rang the refrain along the hall, the prison,Rose to the roof, the…
The Ship Starting By Walt Whitman
Lo! The unbounded sea!On its breast a Ship starting, spreading all her sails an ample Ship, carrying even her moonsails;The pennant is flying aloft, as…
The Runner By Walt Whitman
On a flat road runs the well-train’d runner;He is lean and sinewy, with muscular legs;He is thinly clothed he leans forward as he runs,With lightly…